Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 193: Relationship Confirmed

The restaurant manager walked over, looking nervous, with three young women trailing behind him, their heads lowered.

He had just received news that the private room originally meant to receive the cake hadn’t had its guests arrive yet. These three idiots had gotten the timing wrong, taken the cake from the kitchen on their own, and then delivered it to the wrong room.

The moment the manager heard about this, he had flown into a rage, scolding them harshly before quickly calming himself down to figure out a solution.

The three young women followed behind him, looking aggrieved. They subtly pinched each other as they walked, exchanging blame.

The manager, unaware of what was happening behind him, strode ahead with a serious expression.

When they arrived at the private room’s door, he stopped in his tracks.

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his clothes, smoothed down his hair, and cleared his throat to ensure his voice wouldn’t sound shaky when he spoke.

After these preparations, he inhaled deeply, then slowly exhaled.

Reaching for the door handle, he pushed the door open.

“Mr. Liu—”

“You… really think I’m not good enough?”

The voice inside the room made the manager swallow his words.

His gaze landed on the two people inside, locked in a tense moment.

The three young women behind him also peeked inside, curious.

When they saw tears on An Yuanyao’s face, they were utterly confused.

Hadn’t she been smiling so happily just moments ago? Why was she crying now?

Before they could continue watching, the manager quickly shut the door without stepping inside.

The three young women looked at him in confusion.

Before they could ask, the manager turned around with a panicked expression.

“Damn, they’re arguing!”

“Huh?”

All three girls looked even more puzzled.

But the manager wasn’t paying attention to them anymore—his mind was already racing.

Looks like… it’s time to go with Plan B!

Liu Changqing hadn’t noticed the door briefly opening behind him, nor had he heard anyone call his name.

From the moment An Yuanyao asked that question, his mind had gone blank.

Seeing that he wasn’t answering, she waited a little longer before asking again.

“Do you… not like me?”

Liu Changqing found himself unable to respond.

Her voice echoed in his ears. It was such a simple question, yet he couldn’t bring himself to give an answer right away.

In his past life, Liu Changqing had never been in a relationship.

Part of it was because of what his father had told him when he was a child.

The other part… was because he had seen too many people experience betrayal.

Back in college, one of his roommates had been cheated on.

For three whole days, the guy lay in bed, either punching the wall in frustration or staring blankly at his phone.

Liu Changqing couldn’t understand it.

He hadn’t experienced it himself, but at the time, he had thought his roommate was just being ridiculous. It was just a breakup—why waste away like that?

The guy didn’t eat, barely drank water, let his beard grow wild, skipped classes, smoked constantly, and sat alone on the balcony, silently crying with his face twisted in pain.

Women… were nothing but trouble.

Just like his father had once told him.

Over time, Liu Changqing developed a habit—he understood the hidden meanings behind women’s words, but he pretended not to.

Though, sometimes, he really didn’t understand.

When he first met An Yuanyao, he didn’t feel much of anything.

After seeing his college roommate’s misery, he had no desire to get entangled with someone like her.

But after spending more time with her, he realized—An Yuanyao’s mind didn’t quite match her age.

She was more like… someone who had been isolated from the world for years.

She still carried a bit of innocence.

She was beautiful too. Even at thirty-four, her looks sometimes made his heart skip a beat.

That was exactly why he had deliberately kept his distance after that drunken night—he was afraid of falling too deep.

But everything changed after she got divorced.

Did Liu Changqing look down on An Yuanyao?

She had been married before, yes. But while his body had also been married and had children, his soul hadn’t.

Besides, his current priority was building a stable future—for himself and his children.

And yet… why did seeing her cry make him feel so unsettled?

This woman…

Do I… like her?

An Yuanyao felt a growing sense of despair.

Seeing that Liu Changqing still wasn’t answering, she lowered her gaze, no longer looking at him.

She wiped her eyes.

Her tears had stopped.

Like she was forcing herself, she sniffled, put on a smile, and gently took his hand.

Her voice carried a hint of pleading.

“Let’s eat first… The food will get cold.”

Saying this, she lightly tugged his hand.

But he didn’t move.

Liu Changqing stared at her, silent.

At that forced smile.

It made him uncomfortable.

And then, he finally answered.

“I like you.”

“…”

An Yuanyao froze, still holding his hand.

She stared at him, wide-eyed.

Liu Changqing held her gaze and continued.

“Logically speaking, with our complicated relationship, people would definitely gossip if they found out. Your parents would oppose it too.”

“I—”

“Don’t say you don’t care. You’re not a kid anymore. You can’t be reckless like before. The truth is, we shouldn’t even be this close.”

“…”

An Yuanyao listened to his calm voice.

Her grip on his hand slowly loosened.

A sharp pain spread through her chest.

She regretted asking him that question.

Because if he rejected her, what then?

And now, he was saying exactly what she didn’t want to hear.

Before she could dwell on it, she suddenly felt his hands cup her face.

Forcing her to look directly at him.

Liu Changqing’s expression was serious.

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“But for some reason… I just can’t stop thinking about you.”

He watched as her face filled with confusion.

Then he smiled.

And asked—

“So… do you have the confidence to become a mother to my two children?”

“…”

Their eyes met.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Slowly, tears welled up in An Yuanyao’s eyes again.

Her vision blurred as she looked at Liu Changqing.

She could no longer hold it in.

As she nodded, she stood on her tiptoes.

And kissed him.

Not on the cheek this time.

The door opened once again.

The manager had rehearsed his words and was walking in as he spoke.

“Mr. Liu, we—”

But he never finished his sentence.

Because the moment he saw what was happening inside, he froze on the spot.

As if his soul had left his body.